As many of you know, Mom and I are living on the 7th floor of this apartment building. Because in Europe they count the 1st ground floor as zero, we're actually 8 floors up. Mom wanted me to be certain that you all know she is climbing the stairs everyday and does not ride the elevator. I use the elevator as the spirit dictates. Which means, if I'm really tired after a long day, I ride the elevator, or if I have a lot of groceries to bring up I ride the elevator. The power has gone off only once while I was using the elevator and that happened just as I reached our apartment floor. The elevator stopped and it got real dark in this tiny elevator, but then the door opened within a couple of seconds as power was restored. It was a close call, but I've emotionally recovered from the ordeal. Pictures show Mom climbing and looking down 8 stories of stairs. Love to all, Dad
4 comments:
Wow! 8 floors?!? BA, you are my hero! Love you both!
Do not use the elevator. Stay on the stairs. Hold to the rod. xoxox
I am all about the elevator after 2 floors. You will be in amazing shape by the time you leave. Keep up the good work. It sounds like you are accomplishing alot.
We feel like we are on a mission with our YSA's..we go on 3 years in January serving the region. It is like taking a bite out of an elephant with the less actives....it will always be a one on one ministry.But we plod along, What you are doing is inspirational and gives us renewed dedication.Keep up the great work.
xoxoxo
So I guess I should stop complaining about carrying groceries and laundry up 3 flights of stairs. Love you Mom and Dad.
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